"Huh?"
Fang Bai frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.
The feeling is fleeting, but
"What's the reason?"
Fang Bai immediately started investigating.
When his strength reaches his level and he realizes his level, he can already capture a lot of information and signals.
No matter what the reason is, there is no room for misunderstanding.
With Fang Bai's character, it is impossible to regard it as an illusion, because anything that can trigger his induction will definitely affect him.
The next moment, Fang Bai's overwhelming mental power spread out to the side of Tiangong Pavilion and Dusk Plain.
Expand with the structure of the microscopic field, observe the outside world in the microscopic field, and finally compile it into the picture seen in the macroscopic field according to the formula.
Fang Bai's mental power was like an invisible net, spreading out overwhelmingly with a degree of concealment and coverage that far exceeded that of the same level.
No one noticed during the whole process. Only a few devices specially used to monitor mental power in the microscopic field sounded alarms, and only then did others notice Fang Bai's strangeness.
They all looked at Fang Bai, but Fang Bai didn't speak for the time being.
The mental energy on the Tiangong Pavilion side was gathered back, and all the energy was placed on the Dusk Plain side.
He feels...here he is!
However, after scanning the entire article, he found nothing unusual.
However, Fang Bai didn't say anything, but scanned over and over again. While scanning, he used the time flow rate of more than a thousand times in the fantasy space to analyze every picture and every pixel scanned by his mental power.
Amidst the strong feeling of something wrong, during the inspection one by one, a person suddenly appeared where no one had been noticed before.
When Fang Bai saw him, he felt something was strongly wrong.
Because he subconsciously ignored it, only by checking inch by inch over and over again could his existence be confirmed again and again.
Because there is no sense of existence anymore, that is still existence.
You can ignore it if you don't pay attention, but when you check it inch by inch, there is nothing to hide.
Fang Bai turned to look to the west, and the next moment he marked the existence of the man in white in the mental local area network.
Seeing the man in white who had approached the edge of the projection, everyone was stunned, and Zhang Zhong, who was in charge of security, jumped up.
"How is that possible?!"
"How did he avoid detection?"
Zhang Zhong's face turned aside, and the next moment he directly activated all the fourth-order Yuanling Rune cannons and all the third-order Yuanling Rune cannons that were not in the shooting range, and directly faced this man in white who suddenly appeared, but there was no Fang Bai who could not find them at all. received the highest level of attention.
Killed to pieces!
At this time, Fang Bai also recognized the embarrassed man in white.
"Prophetist."
Fang Bai said softly, compared to when he was in the Dusk Plain, this prophet's breath had changed too much, his temperament had changed too much, and his appearance was completely different. Even with his memory and ability, it took him a lot of effort to get it right. distinguish it.
"Why is he here? Looking like he's running away?"
Fang Bai just thought about it, and the prophet who had already appeared on the edge of the projection stepped into the projection area.
The white-clothed prophet felt something was wrong. Although neither his mental power nor his eyes noticed anything wrong, for a prophet, intuition was the best weapon.
Without any hesitation, I took a step forward, and in an instant, it was like the world had changed.
A huge development is suspended in the air, and the runes flashing and flowing on it are extremely mysterious, and it will make people dizzy after looking at it for a few more times.
It’s really different here, there’s really another world!
Inside, a steady stream of elemental power rippled, and the strongest point was about a hundred meters in front of him.
The white-clothed prophet looked around and immediately saw a dark red light suppressed in the black hole of the muzzle.
In an instant, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and the omen of death shrouded him. He had nowhere to escape and no chance of survival. It was even more terrifying than when he faced the legendary pursuit before.
He was numb. The prophet in white was completely numb.
He even felt that the backlash of forcibly increasing his luck had come.
He felt like his spell was all wrong.
But he still suppressed his fear.
His use of the forbidden technique only brought him from a place of no life to a position where there might be a glimmer of hope.
But whether he can seize this glimmer of hope depends entirely on his ability.
Strong is good here, the stronger the better.
How could someone without strength be able to preserve a glimmer of life for the Legend when he was being hunted down by him?
Such a terrifying arrangement here should be able to save his life under the legend, right?
Without any hesitation, the prophet in white raised his hand.
"I am a prophet. I can help you find magic medicine or artifacts through prophecy!"
The prophet in white did not say anything meaningless, nor did he say anything to show that he had no hostility and was asking for help.
He understood that the spell structure in front of him might launch an attack at the next moment, and he might only have a few seconds to speak.
Wasting even one word could mean his death.
Inside the layers of magic circles, Zhang Zhong looked at Fang Bai and asked with his eyes whether he wanted to fire.
As long as Fang Bai signals, even if the man in white is a legend, he will be instantly wiped out by cannon fire.
Fang Bai did not rush to express his position, but looked at the man in white quietly.
Ever since he knew that it was Fatty who stole someone's astrology device in the first place, he no longer had any bad feelings toward the prophet.
If there is a problem, it is the fat man who has the problem first, and his character is not good.
This is undeniable.
Although he had a good relationship with Fatty, he couldn't defend Fatty based on his views.
Of course, Fatty is not a player, but a native of this extraordinary world. They have their own three views. Although Fang Bai does not agree with them, he will not ask others to use his own three views.
He was looking at the prophet now, with only one doubt in his mind.
"How did you hide your aura? Why did I almost not notice you?"
Hearing the sound coming out of thin air, the heart that had jumped into my throat finally slowly calmed down.
The prophet knew that he had already caught a chance!
"This is the secret skill of our prophet."
The prophet in white didn't wait for Fang Bai to ask, and took the initiative to explain.
"We prophets believe that everything has its own destiny.
And fate and fate are intertwined with each other to form this world.
If our own destiny is cut off from the destiny of all other objects and people, then our destiny will not have any intersection.
So although I exist here, you just can't find me or notice me.
Because our destinies have not intersected, and our destinies have not intersected, naturally it is impossible for us to have this fate. ”
At this point, the white-clothed prophet's heart began to beat violently again.
Because he suddenly realized that he had been discovered.
Discovered by strangers rather than well-intentioned acquaintances.
This means that it is impossible for this person to prepare in advance, it is impossible to prepare his blood, hair or other media in advance. This means that this person found him by relying on strength.
This. This. This.
The white-clothed prophet was horrified, and suddenly remembered the prophecy that he had obtained nothing from before.
One conclusion I came to at the beginning was that there was a high-level being blocking his prophecy, if that was really the case.
"Hiss!"
The white-clothed prophet's heart beat violently. Now he knew that he had really bumped into a big boss by accident.
Realizing this, the white-clothed prophet did not dare to play any tricks and continued immediately.
"If your Majesty is interested, I can give you the method of changing the profession of the prophet and the corresponding inheritance of secret skills.
But now there are many legendary forces and families who are chasing me, and one of them has even obtained my medium.
They can lock my position. They are currently chasing me, but I can temporarily use the method of instant transmission.
Currently, the team they are chasing after me includes a warrior legend, five masters, and several elite professionals.
I am willing to serve Your Majesty free of charge, and I am willing to be protected by Your Majesty. ”
"Prophetist."
Fang Bai pondered slightly, unable to avoid the curiosity in his heart, but looking at the prophet, he couldn't help but speak out.
"Serve me?"
"Can you help me find artifacts and magic medicine?"
"Yes, Mian."
The prophet in white had just agreed, and the next sentence that sounded out of thin air instantly made Bai Yi's legs weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"Is it like the kind of search that used the connection with the astrology device to predict the magic medicine that others would find?"
When the prophet in white heard these words, his head immediately buzzed.
No one has said how he locked the magic medicine, and it is impossible for him to expose the news of the Star Trail to others.
Otherwise, others might grab more than just the magic medicine.
Therefore, the person who could learn the news must be someone who was on the same team as Fatty.
The voice didn't sound like a fat man, it should be that demon-like figure from back then.
Looking back on that man's record at the time, the white-clothed prophet felt that the current situation was more acceptable.
It's just that he and Fatty are in the same group.
The white-clothed prophet's heart pounded, and his face turned slightly pale, but he still stabilized.
Since he is not dead yet, there is still a chance!
"Your Majesty, you are laughing at me. At that time, I just wanted to take back the important inheritance of our lineage. I had no ill intentions."
"That's a matter between you and Fatty. You compete among yourselves. It's none of my business. I just want to say"
"You don't seem to have the ability to speak magic medicine or semi-magic medicine.
You are bluffing me. ”
Fang Bai's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard in it, but just such a plain word made the white-clothed prophet sweat profusely and his face turn pale.
"However, seeing as you didn't cover up the fact that you were being hunted by Legend, you are still honest and don't have any intention to harm others.
I can save your life with your prophetic professional inheritance and related secret skills. ”
Up and down, up and down, the white-clothed prophet's heart was like a roller coaster, beating violently at this moment.
Strong excitement and happiness surged into my heart, and at the same time, a strong impulse also surged into my heart.
Follow him!
Follow him!
The prophet already needs to rely on a high-level existence to better complete his promotion.
Since you need to attach and follow, why not just attach and follow the person in front of you?
The prophet in white didn't hesitate and took out a crystal ball.
There are some mysterious patterns drawn on the crystal ball, in which the power of elements and spiritual power flow at the same time, which is very subtle and directly blocks the spiritual power and elemental power of internal and external communication.
Obviously, this is a layer of seal and a layer of lock.
The prophet in white made a few simple movements, the elements and spiritual power surged, the pattern disappeared without a trace, and the sealing array it symbolized also disappeared without a trace.
The information stored inside seems to be completely undefended and can be read by anyone with mental power.
"Your Majesty, this is the professional method and professional inheritance of the prophet profession."
"Yes, as long as you don't leave the coverage area of the projection, I guarantee your safety."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal ball in the hand of the white-clothed prophet passed the cannon and floated into the depths. He spoke immediately.
"Your Majesty, may I follow you during this period?
So that I can answer your questions in the field of prophecy at any time. ”
After a slight pause, the prophet in white waited anxiously. After a moment, a voice sounded.
"Yes"
Before the word "Yi" fell, the white-clothed prophet suddenly found that the effect of the forbidden spell covering his body had dissipated, followed by a backlash.
The backlash was not an injury, nor was it a loss of life, nor was it even a loss of vitality, but it made the white-clothed prophet feel a thump in his heart.
The next moment, a rune cannon next to it had been charged for a long time. A slightly deviated rune on it flickered slightly, causing a structural failure and causing the formation to be interrupted.
A series of accidents occurred, and a dazzling dark red light bloomed in the black muzzle.
"Boom!!!"
There was a loud noise, and the terrifying power covered the prophet in white, and smoke and dust filled the sky where he stood.
"?"
Fang Bai was stunned and turned to look at Zhang Zhong, his eyes seemed to say.
I just promised to save his life and you bombarded him?
Are you trying to show off to me?
Zhang Zhong, who was also confused, opened his eyes when he understood the meaning.
"I'm wronged, Pavilion Master. I'm wronged. It wasn't me who fired."
"Then I drove it?"
“No, no, we didn’t drive it, it was an accident.
I checked, it was a misfire! ”
Fang Bai raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Fire? Are you fooling me?
This Yuanling Type 1 rune cannon is not only equipped with an energy-gathering array, there are more than a dozen cards on the energy-charging array that restrict and restrain each other.
More than a dozen rune strings work together, and even if the rune key is missing by one, it will not be able to fire.
Do you mean to say that due to an accident, more than a dozen rune strings all malfunctioned at the same time, causing this cannon to be fired?
Are you kidding me? How could anyone be so unlucky?
Is the broom star reincarnated? ”
Zhang Zhong was speechless when he heard this. He didn't believe it himself, but it was indeed the case after the self-examination he had just done.
Just as they were about to say something, they heard a cough. Everyone turned around and saw the prophet in tattered white clothes walking out of the smoke. Although he was in a sorry state, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
But as soon as he got over the disgust, the next moment the prophet in white stumbled onto a stone and fell to the ground. His breathing was temporarily blocked and he coughed violently.
A rock that had just been blown away fell and hit the prophet in white directly on the back of the head. A crow flew over the excrement and landed on his white clothes.
Suddenly another unexpected elemental shock blew him into the air.
"Uh"
Zhang Zhong pointed at the prophet and said tentatively.
"The reincarnation of a broom star?" (End of this chapter)